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♚ —- ahri-thefoxylady bought a show ticket !

       THE EXECUTIONER eyes scanned the trail of s w i s h i n g tails clad to long and
        slender legs. He stood at the near end out of Noxus, hunting for some fun. Away from
        his f a n s for once. Wasn’t that such a feat for the EXECUTIONER himself? Hah.
        Throwing his axe over his his shoulder– quiet whines coming from the metal grinding,
        lips part in a loud outburst.

                               ❝ Oi – Ahri, trynna snoop on a marksman?
                                                     What the hell lady. ❞

♚ —- deadlyblades bought a show ticket !

        GREEN hues turn over at the familiar look of vibrant red hair and a dropdead body.
        Ah yes the a s s a s s i n. It was rare to see her out in the open. Either she had a
        contract or was probably lying low. What  surprise to see a fellow high statused
        Noxian past all these s l e e z y ones. With a quick gesture, he strode right before
        the woman. Arms crossing over his chest, puffing out his thick torso. A thumb jabs
        on the center of his chest.

                            ❝ Oi ! Katty. What a susprise ! It’s Draven, girly. Been
                                      a while since I saw yuh. Come on, don’t give me that
                                       look, what up ? ❞

♚ —-roninofthewind​ bought a show ticket !

       A CHEEKY grin was graced on the EXECUTIONER’S lips at the sight of his dear
       blue paint brush-haired friend. A cackle left his vocals, giving the other a nice smack
       on the back with leather-gloved hands.( Hopefully he left a mark since that was the plan )
       Seeing him in Noxus s t i l l was nice. Yasuo always did have trouble staying in one
      place. He was hell surprised the amount of times he even ran into the fucker along his
      lonely road trips.

                                ❝ Ayo, Blue. Smell my breath. It’s too sober.
                                                         Right? Let’s do somethin’. You look like a kicked fuckin’
                                                          puppy and the flute music ain’t gonna summon as a helluva
                                                        night y’know. ❞

♚ —- alluringtoxins bought a show ticket !

     GREEN hues fall over the women, body adorned in green THAT complimented
      her bouncy redhair. The only reason he stopped is because this  l a d y stopped
      on his  newly shined greaves, her arm brushing on on h i s axe. However, this girl
       was at his execution, so he couldn’t harbor a grudge against a l o v e l y fan who
        just fed his POPULARITY.

                               ❝ Aye, trynna get my attention? Of
                                                  course, who wouldn’t after that
                                                  show. ❞

roninofthewind:

Listen to his best friend’s words, Yasuo seemed to snap back to his usual self. Walkign a few steps to be within arms reach of Draven, yasuo bapped him with his sheathe.

“Should probably leave a key then, just in case I stumble…home.” the last word felt heavy, but right. “I don’t think I’ll need a place again just yet, there’s something that needs doing first.”

He then chuckled, “Yeah…it’s a promise…brother.”

THE smirk on his lips grew to show his serrated teeth. The feelsy words were a hit in the chest, yes, but he wasn’t one to just go on and get emotional. So instead, a loud and exuberant onslaught of laughter left him. Even after being bopped. Which in a  way fell ridiculous. In return, Draven threw a beer can openner in his pocket him just to return the favor.

‘’Oi, brother? About time, Blue. Wonderin’ when you were gonna think of me the same.’’ 

He cackled.

‘’Now what is it yuh gotta do? Fill me in. Come on don’t tease me with topics.’’

roninofthewind:

Seeing Draven’s reaction, his anger subsided for a moment. Something about the executioner’s face. He couldn’t place it but something. The ronin had seen it once before. That was his fautl then…perhaps tiems hadn’t changed.

“Drave listen I’m sorry. For everything. Leaving randomly. Puting through everything. All the drunken nights. the taking care of me. the…terrible return of friendship.”

His eyes shot downward, almost as of embarrassment, “You’re my best friend man. Only reason no one touches the feather you gave me.”

            DRAVEN turned his gaze over to see the ronin more straight forward. A hand
            landed on his hip, head tilting back a bit to give him a hard gaze. Never was he
            one for situations like this this. It almost felt like an argument. Just the tense aura
            of one. The apologies making his tongue roll out his mouth in this look of disgust.
            Despite the hard exterior, a sigh breaks him and his rough looks. He couldn’t be
            angry for at him after hugging him the last time he found him from ‘being dead’ .

                     ❝ Listen Blue. I’m always gonna be here
                                         right in Noxus. I let you live here.
                                         And if you still needa’ live here.
                                         Then there is  buncha’ fuckin’ rooms.
                                         But one thing though.❞

                   ❝ Bail on me one more time I ain’t huggin yuh,
                                          I’m kickin’ your ass then yer buyin’ the drinks. ❞

roninofthewind:

“Oh can’t I? I may drift off without warning, but that’s expected of me. Besides, when the hell do you not at least try to get in contact with me? I…look I’m just angry and I’m sorry. I’m being a hypocrite so can I just come in?”

Yasuo let out a long sigh, “I don’t really have anyone else I can go to. You’re the only true friend I have left. Well there is Varus, but even seeing him risks both our necks.”

         THICK brows press down, a agitated look at first when it seemed like he was the
            one getting it for dipping for a bit. Hey, Yasuo even faked death on him. 3 times or
             something. Of course Yasuo had the right to be mad, though he found himself
             upset at him too. The EXECUTIONER simply flicked the door open allowing the
              ronin his entrance. Arms wave around, back being shown to Yasuo while he was
              walking to the couch.

                             ❝ Damn Blue, who woulda’ thought
                                                    you been  emotional drunk this
                                                     entire time.❞

            He laughed, green eyes peering over.

                           ❝ Yeah I vanished I know… Some turmoil
                                                 up state. But that’s settled. ❞

From Here | jinxjinxjinxagain​

       GREEN hues look upon the other. This was a simple gift to a fellow person. He had
       enough gold to leak into such pointless things. He was a celebrity after all and gold
       was just as abundance as air to him. It was a rocket launcher  of course this maniac
       would love it. But upon giving it away he felt like he had committed a dear mistake of
       being near her with something so deadly between them. Had hew thought of this more
      thoroughly, the  Executioner would have long since scrapped this idea. Too late _now.

      Already did he feel he should of left just giving her the thing. But before you knew it,
      her slimy appendage laced the ring of his ear. In  a jolt of no hesitation, a head pulled
     away. This d e e p sneer graced his lips just to show the other his discomfort, but that’s
      was soon followed by a smirk. She liked _discomfort

                           ❝  Get that tongue off me else Imma cut  the gun
                                                in half right in front of yuh, crazy. Then
                                                you can watch ruin the beauty, eh?  ❞   

&& roninofthewind​ | From Here

       HIS eyes roll at the drunken slurs and thought from ^Yasuo. What had brought
      the other to walk to his house after such a long distance of communicating was
     beyond the executioner. A small gulp comes from him, hearing the ronin just
     YELL into the door of Draven booking him. Half true. He didn’t leave HIM but he
      wasn’t.. There for him either. And it was all with out warning too. Quality friend,
       _huh? 

       Leaning more on the door, he presses rough finger tips on the cool wood.

                  ❝    Well you can’t be mad at me.  ❞

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